CHAPTER 61: CHAPTER 34: DAOIST QING LUAN

To tell the truth, even though Rong Rong was one of the people involved in the incident at the time.

Looking back, it still feels somewhat unreal.

On that broad road, within those few minutes, at least a hundred vehicles zoomed by. How exactly did Mu Yunchu manage to precisely find her only chance at survival?

"At that time, I ran to the point I couldn’t feel my legs... I was even ready to collapse at any second."

"When I intercepted that car, the driver’s first reaction was to look at me cautiously."

Fortunately, it was summer, and the air conditioning wasn’t on, so she could plead for help through the half-open window.

After she explained her situation, out of the corner of her eye, she saw that man chasing her. Just as she despaired at possibly being caught again,

the car door lock suddenly clicked open.

She and the woman in the driver’s seat exchanged glances.

Then she practically used all her strength to climb into the car, reaching safety within a second before being caught.

In the process, her legs went weak, almost causing her to fall out, but the female police officer grabbed her.

"I intended to report back to you all that I was safe once I got in the car, but when I picked up my phone, I found the screen had cracked and gone black."

It was likely damaged when she clambered into the car.

Although her recounting was very calm, the netizens could still sense the tension and danger from her narrative.

Even knowing she’s safe now, they couldn’t help but sweat for her.

[That was so terrifying, just listening to it makes me short of breath.]

[Where are you staying now? What’s your next plan? From a legal perspective, this scumbag will always be your husband.]

Rong Rong pressed her lips together.

She took a deep breath, "I’m living in a pretty safe place now, and with the police’s help, I’ve already submitted evidence of his domestic abuse and am preparing to file for divorce!"

The address Mu Yunchu gave her was Zhou Zhicheng’s police station.

Previously, when dealing with him, she could tell from his facial features that he was a good cop.

For dealing with her husband, this ’shameless scoundrel’, the police were the best option.

...

After recounting her experience and present situation, Rong Rong thanked Mu Yunchu multiple times before ending the live stream.

After hearing this story, the reactions from the live stream audience varied.

A large group had been loyal defenders of Mu Yunchu from the start and were calling out the haters.

[Haters! Speak up!]

Another section came in with skepticism and a debunking attitude, but ended up being thoroughly captivated.

[The host is truly amazing!]

The last group, unable to find anything to criticize and unable to win disputes with others, simply left the live stream room.

It’s worth mentioning that throughout, the live stream comments remained very clean.

The number of viewers left was about thirty thousand, and Mu Yunchu sent out a lucky bag.

"Today’s live stream officially begins."

[I feel a bit uneasy. As an old fan from the first live stream of the host, why didn’t I cherish the opportunity to win a lucky bag then?]

Initially, it was just about spending money. Later, it became a chance of just a few hundredths of a percent.

[Now, I reckon I won’t get it even if I pray to my ancestors.]

Despite all the chatter, they didn’t delay applying for the lucky bag.

What if they got lucky?

It’s just a one in thirty thousand chance.

Maybe today the ancestors would smile upon them.

However.

When the lucky winner was revealed, everyone realized they had expected too much.

The first fortunate person of the day went live on mic.

Viewers saw him and were instantly stunned.

[No, could it be the real ancestor has appeared?]

The reason for this was that the person on the right side of the screen had white hair, a long flowing beard, and even his eyebrows resembled those of an enlightened figure training in the remote mountains as seen in martial arts dramas.

He had the look of an otherworldly sage.

The audience was in shock, and no one noticed the faint flash of pride and complacency in his eyes.

It was as if he looked down on everyone but himself.

[This is the first time I’ve seen someone in the live stream with a presence matching the host’s...]

[Actually, if you look closely, the host still seems more ethereal.]

They then noticed this fortunate person’s username:

Daoist Qing Luan.

Mu Yunchu raised an eyebrow slightly.

The name, quite ambitious indeed.

[Wait a minute... could it be, his appearance and name suggest what I think it is?]

[I feel exactly what you think—it seems he’s a Daoist.]

[Why would a Daoist draw for the host’s lucky bag, so annoying... can’t he divine it himself?]

[Simpleton! He’s obviously here to challenge!]

[Honestly, just in terms of their appearance, this ’Daoist Qing Luan’ is extremely fitting to what I imagined a reclusive sage would look like; he seems really reliable.]

Seeing this comment, Daoist Qing Luan stroked his beard in satisfaction, his chin slightly raised.

But soon, his smile disappeared.

[Who cares about age, our host is still the best.]

Daoist Qing Luan huffed from his nose, looking at Mu Yunchu, initiating the challenge: "I hear that you, young friend, can foresee everything in the world. Today, this humble Daoist has come to witness it."

...

Just before this.

Zhu Yue, who had secretly been watching Mu Yunchu, rolled her eyes countless times.

"Bah, just a bunch of tricks to fool people."

In the past few days, she had been inquiring sideways at Xu Qiu’s school, almost everyone knew how sensational the two were.

Her friend, seeing how Zhu Yue was acting, couldn’t help but caution, "Yu Yu, maybe there’s nothing really going on between those two?"

She meant to say that it seemed the woman was just being pursued.

No matter how sensational, wasn’t it all Xu Qiu’s actions?

But Zhu Yue’s glare frightened her into swallowing back the words she wanted to say.

"I don’t care!"

Zhu Yue was evidently blinded by fury.

She didn’t want to admit it, but seeing Mu Yunchu’s face made her seethe with jealousy.

"It’s definitely her fault!"

"I know my boyfriend, I confronted Xu Qiu a few days ago, and he said it was this woman who seduced him!"

Zhu Yue’s friend was at a loss for words: "..."

What troubled Zhu Yue was that despite all her efforts, she couldn’t dig up any dirt on Mu Yunchu.

This woman could truly be described as a ’blank slate.’

Clean as if she doesn’t belong to this era.

Suddenly, she had a spark of inspiration.

"I can make her current undertaking become the biggest scandal of her life."

Immediately, she went online and spent a fortune to hire a master of the metaphysical arts.

The other party, upon hearing that someone was posing as a Daoist in a live stream to trick viewers, was immediately furious, pounding the table.

After agreeing on a price, the master stroked his beard, promising to expose her in the live stream.

He absolutely wouldn’t allow anyone to tarnish the name of the Taoist sect!